The wildflowers and you.

The purple violets in your hair bloom for all the days

you spoke with a sparkle in your eye.

Fields of wildflowers dance at your presence.
The moon off the water winks;
cool winds turn warm.

Now, speak to me as if all the flowers were jealous and listening.

Reviews

[Amy R]

Oh my my, what a beautiful piece, imagery and the flow -brilliant.
~Amy

[Lighthouse]

I'm glad you liked it, thanks.

[Amy R]

You're welcome

[Lyric Rune]

beautiful

[Lighthouse]

Thanks very much.

[Chris Shaw]

A second read. Well worth the visit.

[Lighthouse]

Thanks very much, Chris. :)

[emmajoygreen]

Beautiful words, picture and romantic union of both.

[Lighthouse]

Thank you, Emma.

[Cherrie L Bill]

...Now, speak to me as if all the flowers were jealous and listening...
Your entire poem was a breath of fresh air. I hope many readers find this beautiful poem I especially liked the closing stanza.

[Lighthouse]

Thank you, Cherrie for your nice comment.

[Chris Shaw]

Delightful poetry. A field of wild flowers is poetry itself. I really enjoyed your poetic expression here. Nice work.

Chris

[Lighthouse]

Thank you, Chris.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Beautiful words accompanied by beautiful scenery, who could ask for more? I love fields of wildflowers. It reminds me of driving through Texas and seeing the flower fields that stretch for miles. I like the line, "the moon off the water winks". Nicely done.

[Lighthouse]

Thank you for your kind review.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

My pleasure. It's pretty, both the poem and the pic. I'm a lover of beauty in all forms.

[Rye]

Aww so very beautiful, I like this write.

[Lighthouse]

Thank you.

[Edie Blue Starfish]

what an incredible poem, I've never read something so beautiful
your muse is one to hold on to!

[Lighthouse]

You're very kind, thank you.